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Topic: Lets take A moment of silence (Read 6851 times)

Joe Hesting's long time best friend, McCoy, has gone to play with the doggies, plastic bottles and friZZbee's in the sky. For those that was lucky enough to know him, was to love him, even if he didn't know who you were, he had some doggie breath kisses for you....

He might have loved going to play golf more than any of us...

RIP White McCoy!!!

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Talent beats hard work, but Hard work beats Talent that doesn't work hard...

RIP McCoy. This news made me quite sad. He was always a pleasure to see on the course. Always friendly and quick to let you give him a greeting of a few pets on the head. I'm glad I got to greet him one last time Sunday.

I had to put my 16 year old dog Rusty down last Sept. and know much a loss McCoy is to you Joe.I ended up going to Lawrence Humane Society and adopted Marky after a couple months. I helped him have a loving home and he helped me through my loss.

It's with a heavy heart that i let the few who knew him well, the some who knew of him, and the many who just took time out of their rounds to give him a little love or a little nudge off the damn tee pad, I had to let my little buddy and constant disc golf side kick cooter go on sunday.

Tough little sucker had been hiding a nasty tumor in his belly for who knows how long, and sometime after a great day at the ice bowl on saturday his body just couldn't fight it anymore and i couldn't let him suffer for my sake. Was worried sunday when he wasn't ready to go back out for more, but just thought he was worn out from another fun day doing what he loved the most. Tears me up to type this up, but just wanted to say thanks.

Thanks to everyone who took the time to say hey to him and give him a rub, took the time to give him a snack, or just took the time to be patient with him while he inevietably got in your way at some point. He was out there as much for me as i was out there for him, so i'm gonna miss him.